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West Park Hospital.

Yeah.

Just a moment.

Jackie, phone call.

It's a man.

Hello?

Where'd you get that big Cadillac?

I never saw you drive that before.

Who is this?

I want to help you.

I told you before, you filthy mouth.

Displaying your body is filth.

You dirty the mind of others.

Do you know what they should do with little girls like you?

They should take you--

Hey. Hey, what's the matter?

Is that freak still bothering you?

Oh, I don't understand why the police can't put a stop

to weirdoes like that.

You don't know if they're harmless or not.

Hey, come on.

Come on.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Fill it up with super, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Excuse me, do you have the time?

Uh...

Yeah, it's 2:30.

Thank you.

Something wrong?

No, not really.

Sure?

Oh, it's just my boyfriend.

I've been waiting here for him for over three hours.

We're supposed to go to Barstow to meet some friends.

Maybe he had car trouble.

Maybe.

If so, you could be here a long time.

Look, I could drop you off a lot closer to Barstow than this.

Wow. That's really nice of you,

but we don't know each other.

Well, if that's all that's stopping you,

my name's Jackie.

I'm on my way up to the mountains to see about a nursing job.

I'm single, live alone, and well, that's about it.

Hey, you got yourself a deal, Jackie.

I'm Linda Williams,

and about all I could tell you about myself is that

I've been on my own since I was 14.

I have absolutely no roots.

I guess I'm what you call a free soul.

Let's go.

Want a cigarette?

Oh, no thanks.

My Baptist parents would turn over in their graves

if they ever saw me drink or smoke.

And nine is twenty.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Woo-hoo.

All right, Linda.

- Goodbye! - That's a good one.

May I help you?

Yes. I'm Jackie Carroll.

I have an appointment to see Dr. Hudson.

Oh yes.

I'm Mrs. Walker.

My husband and I run the camp.

I tried to reach you in Los Angeles before you left.

Dr. Hudson has been called out on an emergency,

and I'm afraid he won't be back until Sunday afternoon.

Oh great.

Would you like me to reschedule the appointment

for some other time?

No, I'll just stay at my aunt's place until he gets back.

It's the Whitney place, about a mile up the road.

If he should get back before Sunday could you let me know?

Certainly.

Okay. Thank you.

Um, I called my friends but there wasn't any answer.

You all set?

No, I have to hang around until Sunday.

Look, my aunt's got a house near here.

We could stay there.

Well, I guess it would be all right.

Okay.

I'll even drive you down to the bus station in the morning.

Hey, I really appreciate this.

Just as long as I get to Barstow by tomorrow fine.

Okay.

Is she the one for the nurse's job?

Yes.

She's staying at the Whitney place until Doc gets back.

So why tell me?

Because the glow in your eyes

said you were going to try and find out anyway, dear husband.

Your family's really got money.

Some.

I mean, you must really be loaded having a place like this.

Hey, my family's got all the money.

Not me.

I work for a living, remember?

You engaged or anything?

No.

There's too much I want to do yet before I get tied down.

Besides, as the male animals say,

variety is the spice of life.

I think I'd give it a try if I found the right guy.

Gin.

Do you want to play one more?

No, not really. I'm kind of beat.

Do you like being a nurse?

Sometimes.

Sometimes not.

I wish I had the guts to move in with some sensational man

and let him pay all the bills.

Oh, I don't think you'd have any trouble

finding a john to do that.

No, I guess not.

I wanted to be a nurse once when I was a little kid.

Of course, I wanted to be a little bit of everything

when I was a kid.

My mother wanted me to be a teacher like her,

but school is such a bore, you know what I mean?

Reading and history. Algebra.

Home Economics, uh.

So I decided to split, to live the way I wanted to.

To go places and do things,

not the same old boring things I used to do back home,

you know?

Besides, how would I ever meet a groovy chick like you?

Linda, come here. Open the door.

- Hey, Linda. - Hey, Linda.

Linda, you can hear me.

Wake up, honey. We're here.

- Linda. - We're here.

Linda, come here. Open the door.

Hey, Linda.

Hey.

Look at this house.

Where's the light? I'm looking at it.

Where's the food?

Who are these people?

Oh.

This is my boyfriend, Tim.

How do you do?

And these are my two friends from Barstow.

Donna.

At your service any time, madam.

And Rita.

Oh. Howdy.

This is Jackie.

- Jackie. - Jackie.

Um, Tim went to Barstow to pick them up first.

That's why he was late in getting me.

They... they got to the gas station right after we left.

They've been traveling all day.

Oh, I hope you don't mind about the food.

No, not at all.

- Good. - Good.

I don't want to sound like a sponge or anything,

but is it all right if they spend the night?

They're really my best friends.

Sure, it's okay.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Ow, thank you, Jackie. Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie...

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie!

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie...

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie!

What the hell are you doing?

What the hell is this?

Look, I told you you were welcome to spend the night

so why don't you cool it, huh?

Call it a night.

You want us to call a night, mama?

- It's a night. - Ow, that hurts.

You love it.

I don't give a care what you guys do,

just do it quietly.

Yeah, do it quietly.

Thanks.

Why, you're welcome.

Thank you, Jackie!

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

Thank you, Jackie.

- Thank you, Jackie. - Thank you, Jackie.

What the hell are you doing?

Did you hear me?

Either you pigs get out of this house now

or I'm calling the police.

You tell that perverted moron to keep her hands off of me.

Which perverted moron?

Your Baptist parents just turned over in their graves.

What?

Hey, look what I found!

Who wants to play Doctor-Nurse?

Get out of my dress. You creep me out.

Oh, leave me alone.

Okay.

Take it.

Take it.

Get out of here, all of you!

Now!

You ready to leave?

Well, I think we just got here.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

What's this I hear about you leaving?

We're just getting to know one another, lady.

Looking for something?

How did you get my keys?

Give them to me.

Give me my keys!

Hey now, maybe I will, maybe I won't.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah. Real good.

Come on. Come on.

- Come on. - Hey, Tim?

Hey, Tim, somebody's at the door.

Shut up.

Now, look here.

Are you expecting somebody?

Okay, Miss Mute.

I tell you what, you better do as I tell you

because if you make me run from this place

I'm going to come back here

and I'm going to burn it down, you understand?

Now, look, all you got to do is go out there

and make whoever it is go away and not want to come back,

and then I'll give you your keys back

and you get no fire, okay?

Hmm?

Hmm? Okay

Yes?

Hello. I'm Ed Walker.

I run the camp down the road.

I believe you met my wife.

Yes, I... I did.

What did you want, Mr. Walker?

Well, I was on my way to the village

to do some grocery shopping,

and I thought maybe you'd want something.

Oh, isn't that nice?

No, I'm afraid not.

Thank you anyway.

Well, if you need anything while you're here

just give me a holler.

That's what neighbors are for.

Real good, Jackie.

There, over there.

I did what you wanted, now give me the keys.

Nope.

You promised.

Oh, I lied.

I have had it up to here with all of you.

Now, if you don't get the hell out of my house right now

I'm calling the police.

Now, you ain't going to call nobody.

We're going to get out of here real soon,

ain't we, family?

- Sure. - That's right.

See, this here is what's wrong with the world.

Nobody knows how to get along with nobody.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

Amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

Wow, look at all the goodies.

- You pigs. - Wow.

Money. Look, here.

- What's that? - Ooh, I need all that.

You want a drink, honey?

- I'm going to keep the wallet. - I want her sunglasses.

You better drink this

or I'm going to shove it down your throat.

No!

Drink it! Drink it!

I'm gonna make her look real purty.

Hey, here's her checkbook.

She's got $600 in her account.

Far out, man, we struck gold.

Hey, What's going on?

Oh, you look beautiful.

Oh, that nose is good.

Oh, what a pretty lady.

My, you look lovely.

I could even go for you myself.

Magnificent.

Real good.

One right across there.

Isn't it perfect? Beautiful.

You look great.

There, I finished.

- Oh. - Ta-da.

- Beautiful. - Beautiful.

You know what she needs?

- What? - What's that?

Let me get it.

Golden little slippers.

I don't know about the rest of you but I'm bored.

- I say we split. - Yeah.

We shall leave, little kittens,

but not until the grand finale

with its skyrockets of sensation

and bursting bombs of pleasure has come to its rightful climax.

- Dirty old man. - I love it.

Linda, honey, give your old man a hand.

- With pleasure. - Come on.

Bye.

Be very careful, honey.

I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.

It's okay now.

It's okay. It's okay.

Linda, grab her.

Oh, hang on tight.

Oh, there. That's good.

That's real good.

Ah.

Hey.

Get up. Get out of there.

- Why? - The lady has split.

Come on.

Wait a minute. I want to grab my radio.

Get her.

There. Go get her.

Get her. Come on.

Jackie.

Jackie!

Come back here, you old fool.

Stop!

I've got a great song for you on my radio.

Come on, Jackie, stop for me, please.

Jackie!

Jackie, I got something for you.

...Jackie.

Come on, Jackie. Come on, Jackie.

Where are you going, my dear?

Come on, Jackie girl.

Help! Help!

Please, somebody help me!

Help! Help! Somebody help me!

Oh my God!

Jesus'.!

Let's move them out, ladies.

Back to the ranch.

...And he tried to rape me.

And... and I kicked him, and I... I ran.

She said he tried to rape her.

Now Ed's on the phone to the police now.

They'll know how to take care of people like that.

I'll see you later. Goodbye.

Officer Stone said he's going right over to her place.

And he also says we ought to keep her here

at the motel for a while.

I think it's a good idea.

Put her in 12 next to that man who came in yesterday.

All right.

Let's go, young lady.

Try and get a good night's sleep.

If you need anything just holler.

I will.

Thank you for being so kind.

Goodnight.

Can I do something for you, mister?

Uh... No.

Just getting... Getting some air.

You say she had a white Cadillac convertible?

- Right. - Well, it's gone.

So is the group.

I'll put an APB out on the car.

Tell Miss Carroll I'd like to talk to her in the morning,

get a description of her friends.

Will do.

Mrs. Walker.

Ed, I want her out of here tomorrow.

Come on, Millie, just because a pretty little girl runs in here

you think I get all hot and bothered.

She's a tramp.

Girls like her cause trouble.

- But Millie, she-- - No buts.

After she wakes up you get her out of here.

Animals. That's what they are.

Animals.

I'd like to apologize for moving you out of the motel.

It's my wife.

She thought with you around there might be trouble.

It's all right. I understand.

There isn't going to be any trouble, is there?

I mean, between you and me?

What are you talking about?

You know damn well what I'm talking about.

Who do you think you're kidding?

You're just like those little whores that tore up the place.

You were so tanked up last night

you would have balled any guy that propositioned you.

You're a bigger bum than I thought.

Even the worst Main Street sluts put up a fight.

Nah, when it comes that easy, baby, it's not worth it.

Who's there?

I'm a neighbor, Miss Carroll.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

Look, excuse me but

I don't think you should stay in this house alone, Miss Carroll.

Now, the police thought that it might be a good idea

if you just came over and stayed with me and my wife

just in case some of those characters came back.

- Okay. - Good. Fine.

My wife will appreciate the company,

and well, we're just trying to help, Miss Carroll.

Thank you.

I thought for a moment you were one of those animals

trying to come back and hurt me.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'd never harm anyone I wanted to help.

What?

I want to help you, Miss Carroll.

I want to help you. I want to help you.

I want to help you. I want to help you.

I want to help you. I want to help you.

I want to help you. I want to help you.

I want to help you. I want to help you.

I just want to help.

Ah!

Hi.

Haven't got time to talk. I'm running late.

So what else is new?

What time does that boat leave?

At 3:00.

At the rate I'm going I'll have to swim.

I seem to spend half my life rushing,

the other half catching my breath.

That's what happens when you become famous

and expose your beautiful body to the world.

Hello?

I told you, I wouldn't forget you, Charlene.

I want to help you.

Charly, it's for you. It's old weirdo again.

Tell the old weirdo I don't have time to play games.

Listen, she doesn't have time to play phone games right now,

huh, weirdo?

Well, Charly, I almost gave up on you.

Say hello quickly to Perry Sutton.

Hello.

Sam Hawkins.

Sam.

And Glory and Sandi.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hey, you in charge?

No, she is.

- This all that's coming? - Yes.

Grab your bags and let's get out of here.

I've done everything you asked for, lady,

but I couldn't fix the generator.

No electricity?

No, but I filled the kerosene lamps and provided plenty of candles.

You brought enough food for an army.

You'd think you were staying a week.

I've got to get back before dark.

- You know something? - What?

You are a goddamned, rude, son-of-a-bitch.

And you're in a pain in the ass, lady.

I'll be here at 3:00 p.m. Sunday, sharp,

so be on time.

And remember, any damage done to the house,

You'll pay for.

Is that the house up there?

That's it.

It's a drag to keep walking up here.

It's either that or swim back eight miles.

Well, think of the exercise.

Help you ladies keep those bodies in good shape.

I don't need that kind of exercise to keep my shape.

What kind do you need?

If I knew you better I might tell you.

Fascinating décor.

Early Yiddish Imperial.

Well, I just checked out the upstairs.

Whoever lives here, certainly has a sense of horror.

Don't you mean humor?

No, I mean horror.

No telephones, no electricity

and a caretaker who was last seen in a Dracula picture.

Well, just think of it, ladies, your beautiful faces and bodies

photographed against this background of beauty,

mystery and romance.

You'll make centerfold history.

And then I would like to utilize whatever light that's left

and shoot in the greenhouse.

And after that,

I would like to start the layout down by the cliffs.

Then it's... well, it's dinner and off to bed.

In case anybody's interested,

this is exactly what being in the army was like.

You sit around in a cold place,

and you eat cold food where there's no electricity,

and there's some inhuman C.O. giving orders,

who is, incidentally, sexually neutered.

Another gem of wisdom from our resident hack.

Or perhaps hack isn't the right word

for our Perry Sutton, eh, Perry?

Forget I said anything, all right? Just pass over it.

Oh, come now, Mr. Hemingway.

We all know the word for a man

who lives off of sweet, young girls, don't we?

I believe it's is spelled P-I-M-P.

Shut up, goddamn it. Shut up.

That spells pimp, Mr. Perry Sutton.

Pimp!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you to death.

Scare me?

That's the understatement of the year.

God, you know, this island gives me the creeps.

I don't need this place to make me uptight.

I'm nervous enough as it is.

What do you think that was,

I mean, between Perry and Melissa?

Oh, they've been at each other's throats for years.

What about?

Well, Uncle Perry knows a lot of important people

and one day he latched on to one of Melissa's little pets

and turned her on to a life of private sin,

dope and money.

Oh, does Perry turn on?

I don't know.

But I do know he gets girls for some really big people in town.

Manages their careers or something like that.

Well, I don't understand why Melissa would have freaked out.

She must come across hundreds of girls.

Honey, if you were half butch

how would you feel if the girl you loved left you for a man?

You didn't have to talk to me like that in front of the girls.

Why not? You're nothing but a scavenger.

How in the hell you ever got this job I'll never know.

You should have been kicked out on your ass ten years ago.

That super woman crap may work very well with the others,

but not with me.

I knew you when, remember?

If you showed as much creativity on your feet

as you do on your back you'd be a big--

Get out! Get the hell out!

You know, we don't have to do this to each other.

You want some?

I don't drink.

No bad habits, huh?

Depends on what you call bad.

What do you want, Sandi?

Oh, am I that obvious?

Yes.

Money. Success.

What do you want from me?

You know, Melissa didn't have any right

to talk to you as she did.

She's just a jealous freak.

You want money from me, huh?

No, but Gloria told me that you have friends and influence

and that you can help a girl.

Well, that's right.

Everybody has friends.

You know, every girl hustles in some way.

I think you have to give something away

in order to get something.

You're right.

It will cost you.

Everything costs, Mr. Sutton.

Let's say that I decide to introduce you to the right people,

we'll call it an insurance of success.

It'll cost you 20 percent.

Of everything?

Everything.

You know success comes high, Sandi?

You do want to make it, don't you?

Uncle Perry, I want to make it very, very much.

Sam?

Sam?

Ah!

Has anyone seen Sandi? She's not in her room.

I think she went for a walk.

What is this, a Hawaiian vacation?

A walk.

Sam, look, go ahead and do Charly's solos.

We'll shoot the others later.

Glory, take ten but stay close, huh?

Did you change your mind yet?

I'm not interested in your plans for my career.

Maybe you'd have better luck with Sandi.

Oh, now Sandi's just a kid.

I saw her go in your room last night.

Your fangs are showing.

I calls them like I sees them, honey.

Why don't you try and see things my way?

I can see that you'll meet a lot of very important people.

I groove on quality, not quantity.

Now look, we both know you've got too much talent

to keep on modeling.

You be nice to me and I'll get you into something big now.

You know, Melissa was right,

there is a four letter word for you, Perry.

B-O-R-E.

Well, at least you spelled it right.

Ah!

Charly, Sam, anybody, come down here!

Glory, I want you to get ready for the next--

How can you possibly expect us to keep on working

as if nothing happened?

Look, Sandi had an accident. She's dead.

Well, I feel just as sorry as you do.

There's a lot of work to be done,

and it isn't going to get finished feeling sorry for her.

Now, Glory, will you please get ready?

Why is it with accidents like this

that the wrong people have them?

I don't know.

The slave driver bit you pulled this afternoon was disgusting.

A girl is dead. Don't you have any feelings at all?

Look, I'm here to get a job done,

not to play towel girl for a bunch of sob sisters.

You've gone too far, Melissa.

Not even your depraved bedroom stunts

are going to save you now.

Look, I've had it with you, you son of a bitch!

I'm going to take care of you for good,

you'll never work in this business again.

You're through. Finished!

Hey.

Hey, who the hell are you?

Ah!

Charly. Char...

Ah!

Charly, what's...

Oh no.

Wait a minute.

You don't think that I--

I only wanted to fire him not--

Well, maybe Sandi's fall wasn't an accident, either.

That's crazy.

I didn't have anything to do with it.

Did it ever occur to any of you

that there might be somebody else here?

How'd they get here, Melissa?

Ain't nobody walked across water in years.

I don't know, but we'd damned well better take a look.

All right. We're going to do just that.

I've got a little .38 revolver up in my room.

First, we're going to check out the house from top to bottom,

and then I'm going to go outside and search the grounds.

Leave us alone with her?

No.

No, the three of you are going to go to your rooms

and lock yourselves in, that way everybody is safe.

Agreed?

Sounds all right to me.

Ah!

Glory, are you all right?

I'm all right.

What was that noise?

Melissa?

Melissa?

Ah!

- Sam! - What the hell happened!

Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam!

Come on, let's go downstairs.

Hey! So what are we going to do?

Look, you go back to your rooms and lock the doors, okay?

I'm going to go outside and look for a boat.

A boat?

Yeah, a boat. There's got to be a boat here.

Well, what if there is?

Then we can get the hell out of here.

Suppose he gets to it first?

Fantastic, then we're going to win, okay.

Look, take this, all right.

I don't know how to use one of these things!

Like I said, all you've got to do--

Listen, all you've got to do is

point it at anything that moves and pull the trigger, okay.

Okay.

Come on.

Just do as I tell you.

We're going to freeze to death just sitting here.

I'll get us a couple of blankets.

Okay. But hurry.

I don't want to sit here on the steps for too long.

Glory, okay?

I'm okay.

Oh my gosh.

Glory-

Sam! Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Sam!

Ah!

Damndest killings I've seen in all my years as a cop.

I don't know how it could have been done.

Nobody else was on the island.

I know that for a fact.

Hardly anybody knows this place exists.

Somebody could have found it by boat.

Might have been your boat for all we know.

Oh no, not my boat.

I found it today just like I left it Friday.

You think one of these six was the killer

and then committed suicide?

I don't know. It doesn't make any sense.

Whoever did it is out of their mind.

Yeah.

Fern dale Florist.

Hello, I'd like to send two dozen yellow roses.

Yes, sir.

To Miss Vera Porter,

11971 Rosita Street, Playa del Rey, California.

Announcing the arrival of Pacific Airlines flight 307

from Seattle at Gate 5.

Announcing the departure of Southwestern Airlines

flight 402 to Reno.

Gate 6, please.

Hi. How was Sin City?

Oh, it was super.

I saw four muggings, two rapes, an assault,

and that was even before I left the terminal.

I see things haven't changed since I left.

No. See you in a minute.

- Bye. - Bye.

Not bad.

Hey, Patsy, did you put those flowers in my place?

Yeah.

Where'd they come from?

Regular florist delivery.

The driver said they were for you,

so I just put them in there.

And there was no card or anything?

Nope, nothing.

That's strange.

Maybe they were from Don, his way of calling a truce.

Hmm, maybe.

And now maybe you two will stop squabbling like a couple of kids

and act your ages?

No, that's mission impossible.

Hey, if you're not doing anything tonight

you're in for a real treat.

Old Patsy is having a party to end all parties.

Lots of guys, lots of food.

Lots of luck. I've got a date.

And I'd have to be a Phi Beta Kappa to guess with who, right?

Mm-hmm. Oh, my phone's ringing.

It's probably Don wanting to know what you think of the flowers.

Tell him that they make you sneeze

and that you're allergic to roses.

Hello. Hello.

Beautiful, aren't they?

Uh, why, yes, but--

Yellow. I hope they bury you in yellow.

What are you saying?

I'm not going to allow you

to expose your naked body anymore.

Oh.

It doesn't sound like Don even mentioned the flowers.

No, that wasn't Don. It was whoever sent the flowers.

A real sick one.

Did you recognize the voice?

No, I don't think so.

It was probably just some horny guy's idea of a joke.

Yeah, someone in the building.

You're spilling the drink down my neck.

- Want to take a swim? - Oh, you betcha.

Hi, Patsy.

Hello, Wally.

Oh.

Ah!

I'm not sure, but I think the killer

thought he was killing you.

Me?

Two centerfold girls for Bachelor Magazine

have been killed and one's missing.

We also believe he was responsible for those island murders.

Yes, well, that may be very good

for Detective Magazine, lieutenant, but I really--

You're a centerfold girl,

and this lunatic, for some crazy reason,

wants to kill pretty girls.

Did you show up at Miss Martin's party

anytime earlier this evening maybe?

No, I had a date.

You're home pretty early.

Yes, well, my ex-boyfriend and I had another argument

just before we decided to call it quits.

Has anything unusual happened in your life lately like,

have you received any oddball mail

or strange phone calls or anything?

Yes, from a man who sent me the flowers.

Was there a card with the flowers?

No, there was no card.

Where are the flowers now?

I gave them to Patsy.

Now he's killed four girls.

Let's hope you don't make the mistake of

letting yourself be victim number five.

Hello.

I see by the morning paper I made a mistake.

Who is this?

I wanted to kill you.

Hello?

I thought stewardesses were supposed to be kind?

You're never going to get rid of me.

I want to help you, Vera.

I'm going to--

Police. May I help you?

Yes, please.

I would like to speak to Lieutenant Garrett

in Homicide, please.

I'm sorry, but Sergeant Garrett's off today.

Is there anyone else I can connect you with?

He's off today?

Yes, ma'am.

Uh... Uh...

No. No, thank you.

I've just got to get out of here before I flip out.

This whole thing is just too much to take in one dose.

Where are you going to go?

Oh, I don't know.

I'm just going to get in the car and drive.

You can't do that.

You're a working girl, remember?

Suppose you're called to go out?

Okay. Okay.

If there's an emergency you can reach me in a small town

north of Santa Barbara called Naples,

and I'll be at a place called the Surfer Motel by tonight.

I should be back in two or three days at the most.

If I'm not, send somebody to look.

Okay.

Hi.

Is this Vera?

No, this isn't. This is a friend of hers.

Vera went out of town for a couple of days.

Could you tell me where she went?

Sorry, I can't.

She went out of town.

Well, you see, it's rather urgent that I get in touch with her.

This is her mother's doctor.

Is something wrong?

Her mother's very ill and she needs her.

Well, sure, if it's an emergency.

Hold on a minute.

Vera said that she was going to the Surfer Motel

in a place called Naples.

It's north of Santa Barbara.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Please be home.

Hello.

I like the way you're wearing your hair today.

It's nice, hanging down like that.

Were you expecting your boyfriend to come

and make love to you?

Who the hell is this and why do you keep bothering me?

You know why.

I want to help you.

Oh God.

Oh. Oh.

Hi.

Well, we ain't too good at fixing cars,

but we can take you to someone who does.

Well, if it wouldn't be too much trouble.

Trouble? No.

- You going to L.A.? - Yes.

And we're heading back to the base at Long Beach.

See? No trouble at all.

Well, it looks like you got yourself a passenger.

Okay.

You know what I was thinking?

I was thinking you were really very lucky

that we came along when we did

because if we didn't you'd have some mighty sore feet.

There ain't nothing worse than sore feet.

Look out for this stuff, buddy.

It's got a kick on it that'd kill your shadow.

Don't worry none, miss,

I drive better juiced than I do when I ain't.

You know why?

I start seeing cars everywhere and take it real easy.

- What else is there? - Cut it out.

You know something, Vera?

I was pretty nervous when we first picked you up before,

but it's because you're really very pretty.

And you've got a really fine body.

Thanks. Can we go?

Let's go, Fresh.

Here you go.

One for me, one for you and one for Vera.

- Thank you. - Um, but you know what,

you guys better cool your drinking

or you'll never make it back to the base.

Oh, we'll make it.

Well, I'll be right back.

Where you going?

Out of sight.

Oh, you certainly are.

I think that's about as pretty of a piece

that we're ever going to get,

and we ought to bring her behind the barn

so she can show us how grateful she is

for all we've done for her.

Good idea, only I forgot to bring the barn.

Maybe we could drop one of these things in her beer and wow-wee.

- Then she'll be begging for it. - Right.

You can keep your hat on.

Go get the room.

Okay, okay. What's your rush?

She isn't going anywhere, is she?

Except to bed.

I don't feel very good.

- I don't feel very good. - Come here, Vera.

- I think I'm going to be sick. - Come here. Come here!

Wait, everything's going around.

I don't feel very good.

- I think I'm going to be sick. - Okay.

Listen, you just take good care of us

and we're going to take really good care of you.

Where are we?

That's where we are.

What are we doing?

Shh. Relax, honey. Don't give me any trouble.

- Oh, I don't want no trouble. - That's right.

I just don't feel good. I just don't feel good.

You ain't going to feel nothing, sweetheart.

We helped you out today,

and we want you to be cooperative.

Be a good little girl.

- Cooperative? - Yeah, that's right.

Oh.

Shut up.

Shut up.

- I just.. I just-- - Shut up.

Everything is spinning around.

Where are we?

What is this?

Where are we? I don't know.

I have the room next door.

I believe I heard the whole thing.

Miss, do you want me to call the sheriff?

Well, that won't do any good, Mr. Carson.

They left early this morning. I saw them.

They're long gone by now.

I'll get the girl some coffee.

She sure looks like she needs it.

I saw you come in last night.

Were you drunk?

My car broke down a couple of miles back.

These two sailors were giving me a lift,

uh, and they... they drugged me.

My name is Clement Dunne.

I'm a salesman on my way back to L.A.,

and if you don't mind riding a little slow I'll give you a lift.

My Car?

Well, we'll report it and have it towed.

How about that?

Uh, well, you've already done too much already.

I haven't done anything.

Anyway it'd be nice to have someone to talk to

instead of listening to the radio, that noise they call music.

Okay, Mr. Dunne.

You talked me into it.

I travel this route three times a week and I've got to admit

you're the prettiest passenger I've ever had.

In fact, you're the only passenger I've ever had.

Boy, my wife is really going to give me hell.

What for?

I always get home about the same time from my trips up north,

but today I'm running a little late.

It's my fault. I'm sorry.

Oh, it's all right. It's all right.

Keeps her from taking me for granted.

Hey, there's a gas station right over there.

There's something I've got to pick up at that store.

Okay. I'll see about a tow truck.

Right.

Hi.

That didn't take long.

- No, it didn't. - Hey.

Hey, are you feeling all right?

Oh yes.

The man told me that I could pick up a tow truck

in the next town.

Oh good.

They didn't have what I wanted in the store,

but I did find this knife.

Pretty, isn't it?

Well, we'd better--

You scream and I'll slit your throat.

Do you understand me?

Fill her up, ma'am?

Now, just slide over here with me, real close.

What have I done to you?

What have any of us done to you?

Look, killing me won't do any good.

There are lots of pretty girls in the world, you see.

You can't kill the whole world.

Please, what do you want? I'll do anything.

Would you stand in front of me naked

and let me make love to you?

Yes.

Yes. Anything.

I knew you were unclean,

exposing your body like some kind of sideshow freak.

You dirty the minds of others.

It's not like that at all.

Please, you've got to listen to me.

Giving your body to those sailors,

spreading your legs like the whore that you are.

No!

Now, we can't let you be soiling that beautiful face.

I've got a friend who is going to make you feel better.

It's quick and it's painless.

You rotten, perverted, sick, son of a bitch.

You've hounded me.

You've scared the shit out of me,

and you've tried to kill me.

You freak.

Well, now I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you!

Ah.

Ah!

I only wanted to help you.